“Yo momma’s so pretty, she makes the galaxy sigh in awe.”
Now- that may not be the kind of “Yo momma” joke you’re used to. We (meaning society) tend to make fun of our parents quite often for the little things they do that annoy us or make us laugh. But no matter what, I refuse to make fun of my mother. Oh, she’s goin’ all ‘higher road’ on us. No no, I’m really not. This post is about why I will not make fun of my mother, and how she deserves respect. *chest thump and peace sign to the readers*
!. She gave birth to me.
I know, this one was obvious. But that’s why it was number one on my list! The only thing is, not everyone grows up with the mother that birthed them. And because I did, I am so grateful. Blessed even, to have a mom that stuck with me and never let me go. Which brings me to number two!
2. My mom hasn’t given up on me yet.
This lovely woman that I get to call “Mommeh” puts up with me calling her “Mommeh”. She dances along when the beat is too strong for me to resist, and instead of passing me off as my “father’s daughter” (which come to think of it, does happen often)usually my mom says something along the lines of, “Yeah, thats my girl.”
3. We are, like, the same person.
So I mentioned that she dances along with me? Yeah well she also sings at the top of her lungs with me in the car, laughs her head off in the movie theater (almost as loud as me, probably not even close- but I can claim it, right?), and spends way too much time on Facebook (which just makes me feel better about life in general, am I right?).
4. She cuddles me.
I know for a fact- that when I come home and I need a hug, her arms are wide open. I know that if we both wake up waaay too early on a weekday morning and my dad has already left for work, I can crawl into bed with her and we will cuddle until it’s actually time to get up. But no matter what, She is always willing and available to provide that comfort that I need and want so badly. She keeps me sane.
5. She understands my heart and my hurt.
My mother and I are both very tall ladies. She being 5’12 (because “Six feet tall” sounds waaay too tall) and I being 6’1″. She had the same struggles of fitting in a short world in high school, and she had the same self-consciousnesses and insecurities. But because I had a mother that was tall like me (hers, my Grandmother, only reached 5’2″) , and walked in confidence, I was able to get over everything and start feeling good in my own skin early on. Praise The Lord I had her present in my life!
6. She’s got some great style.
Even though we may argue about color combos and color compatibility (she says wearing green, pink, and yellow in the same outfit isn’t a good choice. Poppycock, right?), she always looks nice, and I honestly wish I could borrow some of her skirts and dresses. She also helps me pick out my clothes when we go shopping, and I value her opinion very high.
7. She braids my hair.
Dude, all I have to do is ask her, and its a “Yeah, I suppose I can do that.” and my hair isbraided like 10 minutes later. *perk of living at home, too*
8. She loves like Jesus
I could potentially disagree with something she and my father decided was a rule, and she still loves me. Hah! But in all reality, I know that if I come to her with an apology for something I did wrong, she will give me a huge squeeze and tell me it’s okay (after all, your own self-punishment can be bad enough).
For as long as I could remember, my parents took in girls that needed a place to stay, to learn, to grow, and to mature. My mom has at one point or another, raised 8 different girls (including my sisters and I), and three boys. There are obviously others, but those are just the ones that circulated though our household. She has one of the biggest and most loving hearts I have ever seen. She has such mercy and grace for us, just as Jesus has for her. It’s just beautiful.
9. She does my laundry on occasion.
If we were to look at one reason from this entire post, I think this one is especially valid. Do you know how much your mom sacrifices and does for you? Mine cleans my laundry sometimes, and makes me dinner- just to name two that I can see. That, my friends, is enough to make a 6’1″ girl cry. And bring her clothes to the laundry room, thank you.
10. Becoming just like her is inevitable.
You know what they say about children becoming their parents? Basically this: If I was to make fun of her now, I will have to make fun of myself in another (undisclosed amount) of years. No thank you.
11. God made her, so…
If I was to make fun of my mother, I would be making fun of one of God’s creations, one of His Beloved. That’s kind of a “no-go” situation right there. An automatic disqualifier.
All in all, there really is no reason at all to make fun of this amazing woman. I thank God for giving me such a strong and amazing woman to live life with, and to help me grow. Thanks, Jesus! What a perk 🙂 So next time you go to make a “Yo momma” joke, please reconsider. She’s worth more than that, and deserves your respect. It’s worth it. Let’s lift up our moms this Mother’s Day, and celebrate all that they do, and all that they sacrifice.
